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Stephen Crane

I looked here;

I looked there;

Nowhere could I see my love.

And--this time--

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Nicholas Bindle

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Edgar Lee Masters·1868–1950
ere you not ashamed, fellow citizens,When my estate was probated and everyone knewHow small a fortune I left?—You who hounded me in life,To give, give, give to the churches, to the poor,To the village!—me who had already given much.And think you not I did not knowThat the pipe-organ, which I gave to the church,Played its christening songs when Deacon Rhodes,Who broke and all but ruined me,Worshipped for the first time after his acquittal?